After the whole sect traveled to ancient times, I led the rebellion

"Shut up!"

Someone in the refugee army pulled out a weapon. He looked at Du Congsheng, who was the first to cause trouble, and had someone grab him by the collar.

Du Congsheng was no match for the migrant soldiers' strength and was dragged for several meters.

"Doctor Du!"

"Doctor Du!"

"Why did you arrest Doctor Du?"

"Let go of Doctor Du!"

Du Congsheng had a very good reputation in Shucheng. Since the plague came, he stayed in the clinic every day to treat patients.

The refugee army robbed the usable medicine, so he asked Mu Qing for help. In the end, he was the first to test the medicine on himself and apply the ancient Artemisia annua recipe given by Mu Qing to the epidemic in Shucheng.

It can be said that in the county where the Du Family Clinic is located, almost everyone who has been infected with an epidemic disease has been treated in the Du Family Clinic, and all of these people know Du Congsheng.

That is, the doctor Du, whom they respected the most, was being dragged out by the refugee army.

The people around wanted to move forward, but were stopped by the refugee army.

The migrant soldier ignored the voices of the people and had no intention of letting Du Congsheng go.

He looked at Du Congsheng who was lying at his feet, and at the moment when the people were about to break through the encirclement of the migrant soldiers, he raised his sword and struck them down.

In an instant, blood gushed out from Du Congsheng's neck.

Red blood splattered all over the ground.

Du Congsheng lowered his head in a daze.

In an instant, he felt that the world was very quiet and time was going slower and slower.

Starting from the scalp, Du Congsheng's body gradually became colder towards the lower limbs, and his vision also became blurred.

He tried hard to see his surroundings clearly.

But I couldn't open my eyes.

Suddenly, he lost all feeling, as if he had fallen asleep with his eyes open.

"Doctor Du!"

“Murder!

The refugee army killed Doctor Du!"

The people of Shucheng shouted. They looked at Du Congsheng's stiff body with sorrow, and silent tears flowed from their eyes.

Someone roared angrily.

There was a patient in the crowd who was infected with malaria and was rescued by Du Congsheng before he died.

As soon as he saw that his own Du Congsheng was killed by the refugee army, he rushed forward.

There was hatred in his eyes, and the overwhelming sadness almost swallowed his eyes.

The migrant soldiers who killed Du Congsheng also thought that this action could intimidate the people of Shucheng.

But what he didn't expect was that more and more people were looking at him with resentment.

Before he could react to what was happening, he was met with a pair of eyes as sharp as a jackal.

The former patient walked towards the refugee army step by step.

Perhaps it was his resentment that aroused his potential, and he easily snatched the knife from the militiaman.

Then another knife stabbed the militiaman's body.

The entire process from the murder to the death of the militiaman took no more than a minute, and he never understood until his death how these people dared to resist him.

Without oppression there is no resistance.

Most of the people in Shucheng are from the lower class of the Tianchi Dynasty, and their lives are not easy.

In ancient society, farmers lived in poor conditions and often had to bear heavy taxes and labor service.

They work long hours and with high intensity, and are often exploited and oppressed by the ruling class.

Under such circumstances, the people of Guangsha resisted by organizing an uprising to fight for their own rights.

But the direction of things developed gradually deviated towards the original intention. Since Qiao Yuanliang came to power, the refugee army went from peaceful development to burning, killing and looting, and every city was filled with the evil deeds of the refugee army.

The dragon slayer finally becomes the evil dragon!

When they got rid of their status as refugees and transformed themselves into soldiers, they began to oppress and exploit the lower-class people again.

Such an army of refugees naturally encountered resistance from the people.

Du Congsheng's death was the fuse of the outbreak.

When public outrage is boiling.

Countless people stood up!

"The refugee army killed Doctor Du. I want to avenge Doctor Du."

“Kill them!”

"The refugees are also human beings. Don't be afraid, let's charge forward together!"

"Take the weapons from their hands!"

"The refugee army destroyed my family. If they are not afraid of me, what should they be afraid of?"

"Everyone has to die, some are heavier than Mount Tai, some are lighter than a feather!

Today they want me to die, and it's just death anyway, so I might as well risk it!"

"There are many refugee soldiers. We have more people than them. If two of us can contain one, and three can subdue one, there is no reason why we cannot win!"

……

"Let's go together!"

……

"Don't let them go."

"Revenge for Doctor Du!"

……

……

The refugee army looked at the crowd surging forward.

These people from Shucheng clearly did not have any weapons in their hands, but they made the migrant soldiers panic for no reason.

The common people rushed towards the refugee army with the determination to die.

At first, the militia planned to kill people to intimidate the people.

But when they killed one person, another one rushed up, and the militia soldier guarding in front had his weapon taken away just like the previous militia soldier.

The refugee army continued to raise their weapons and kill the people in front of them, but there were too many people who kept coming forward.

too much……

They were like a raging wave, one wave higher than the other as the water level rose.

At this moment, they are just like those brave soldiers who are willing to sacrifice their lives for justice.

Countless people shouted out accusations and grievances, every word laced with blood.

Their shouts resounded through the sky, as if to blow away the entire sky.

Some people died, and some people continued to move forward following in his footsteps.

As long as they are still alive, they can hold on and continue to live tenaciously.

The refugee army was gradually overwhelmed by the crowd, and they looked at the people in fear.

Although they retreated step by step, their swords were still taken away from them and they died by their own swords.

When they start oppressing the people, they should understand that this knife will eventually fall upon them.

This wave lasted for a long time, so long that almost every household in Shucheng went out to fight.

Some of them were holding kitchen knives, and some were holding hoes.

Some people were from poor families and unarmed, so they just took a stool and walked on the streets.

Countless people went towards the refugee army, and they would rush forward as soon as they saw someone wearing the refugee army's uniforms.

There are many people in this world who are not afraid of death.

The people of Shucheng subdued the refugee army along the way and even carved out a bloody path.

Mu Shengda, with less than 30,000 soldiers, was obviously struggling against the 50,000 refugee soldiers in the military camp.

Although their reckless fighting style resulted in a lot of refugee soldiers at the beginning.

But killing one thousand enemies means losing eight hundred of our own.